Chapter 14 What Would You Do If It Were You?

"Your Highness, has your wish come true?"

The soothing voice made the girl's dilated pupils refocus.

She was stunned, and opened her mouth to speak, but only let out a thin mosquito and fly whimper.

"Woo ......"

The rain soaked everything, so much so that everything in front of him became extremely blurred, and only the slender figure of the man could be faintly seen.

Long Li raised her hand and wiped her face, she almost shouted with all her strength.

"Father deceives, this is not my wish at all......"

If she could, she would rather a man never appear in this moment.

Then the girl walked step by step to the mountain-like corpse, and then she began to climb, crawling out of the muddy ground and over the foul flesh.

Finally, she stood at the man's feet.

Long Yintian was still standing in the treetops, quietly watching this scene, and did not stop it.

He didn't get angry at the sudden interruption, and he didn't throw a look at the corpse on the ground.

After all, His Royal Highness is the one he saw with one hand, and it is not a big deal to delay here for a while.

This is also a kind of confidence in his own strength.

Even if they are both in the Demon King Realm, how can those two inferior stupid bears be compared to his noble bloodline?

Among the demon clans, what affects the difference in strength is not just the realm.

The dragon clan's strong physique that surpasses everything, as well as the racial supernatural powers awakened in adulthood, are enough to make Long Yintian proud, even if he faces two demon kings of the same realm at the same time, he can still fight one against two without falling behind.

What's more, he had already seen that although the man in front of him was still upright, his breath was already disordered, and he was at the end of his crossbow.

Beneath the bloody clothes, there were fine scars, large and small, that were constantly opening and closing, and new blood stains were oozing.

With such a wasted person, what is there for him to be nervous about?

At this point, Long Yintian spoke.

"You are the 'national teacher'?"

The majestic voice enveloped the mountains and forests, with invisible oppression, faintly attacking Chen An.

The pressure on his shoulders increased suddenly.

Chen An frowned slightly, and his mind turned.

Previously killed from the army, it had consumed a lot of his physical strength, and then he crossed the border to kill the demon king, and the hole cards that should be played were almost exhausted.

It's tricky to face this figure, which is obviously several times more powerful than all the enemies I've encountered before.

Moreover, in order to achieve a quick victory, he had used the authority of the gods.

However, compared to those two little witches, he is not a natural god after all, and if he uses their power, he will definitely suffer backlash, and he will be limited by various restrictions.

For example, only on the battlefield like the previous one, there are enough remnants for him to use.

So, in other words, you still have to keep running, right?

Chen An's face was silent, and he quietly took the little hand of the girl next to his leg.

The torrential rain poured down, and the tentacles were cold.

Long Li probably knew that he couldn't make a mess at this time, so he kept his mouth shut, just obediently next to him, and then raised his eyes and glared at Long Yintian angrily.

That look, I can't wait to skin him alive on the spot.

Long Yintian naturally chose to ignore it, his expression was cold, the silver spear in his hand hung upside down, and the wind suddenly rose around his body, blowing the corners of Chen An's clothes at the same time, the question of the bell had already come.

"Why don't you answer?"

After speaking, he shook his head slightly.

"That's it, after today, there will be no more you."

Chen An looked at it, but he couldn't see the slightest decline from him.

"That's a lot of talk."

The tone was as usual.

When Long Yintian heard this, his face twitched, and he laughed angrily, "Okay, very good." ”

"Didn't just scare away, I count you as a little guts."

"But you know, sometimes it's better to talk a lot than not to be able to speak."

The words fell, as if a death sentence was announced, accompanied by a dragon roar that resounded through the sky, and the silver waterfall-like edge broke through the rain curtain and approached Chen An's door.

The man was not afraid, and raised his sword to meet him.

The next moment, in Long Li's dilated pupils, she felt herself fly out with someone.

Moment.

There are dark and mysterious wings stretching out, obscuring the only moonlight in the night.

The silver spear pierced its wings, sending up a black mist that scattered in all directions.

Chen An took advantage of this opportunity to pull her into his arms, and then with the help of Long Yintian's blow, he quickly fled forward.

In place, Long Yintian was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes reflected Chen An's figure of running away, and then he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the mysterious and gorgeous wings.

This...... Really people?

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Whoop -

The rain is getting heavier.

In the night, it was a figure that swept by.

That speed was extremely fast, even if it was as strong as Long Yintian, it could only fall far behind him.

But only his own family knows his own affairs.

Chen Anxin knew that this gift from the gods would last for another half an hour at most, and it would disappear.

At that time, he was only a remnant, and he really couldn't think of any other way to survive except to sit down and choose a handsome position and wait for death.

Long Yintian did not misjudge, his physical body is indeed not optimistic, the long-term attack made Chen An unable to find a time to rest and recuperate, if he continues like this, even if he is not caught up, he is afraid that he will die of exhaustion.

Things seem to have come to a dead end.

Is it to let go of the dragon glass, let her find a way to survive on her own, and then block it desperately?

But soon, Chen An vetoed the idea.

According to the girl's arrogant and useless temperament, if she doesn't have him with her, I'm afraid that if you don't go to the other party's lair, you can be considered successful.

The rambling thoughts were interrupted by an angry dragon groan.

Chen An subconsciously turned around, only to see that the figure that had been unable to catch up for a long time seemed to be finally completely enraged.

He lost his patience and revealed his true dragon form.

Under the boundless night, the dragon body dozens of feet thick was floating in the starry sky, and the dragon body that spread out could not be completely included in the eyes for a while, and could only barely be recognized.

The huge dragon's eyes widened angrily, staring directly at the 'ant' villain running not far away.

He's had enough of the cat-and-mouse game and now he just wants to tear the 'ant' to shreds.

If it wasn't necessary, Long Yintian didn't want to expose his true body like this.

The hundred-meter-long dragon body is more than 100 meters long and dominates the sky, even if it is covered by a rainy night, the momentum is still amazing, and it is easy for others to know.

In that way, if His Highness wants to do it without leaving a handle, he will be a little self-deceiving.

But these scruples are really nothing compared to the truth that if you let people go.

After transforming the body, Long Yintian's speed increased significantly a lot, although the two sides were still a little apart, but it was only a matter of time.

So Chen An had to stop again.

He carried his sword and looked at the real dragon from afar.

Compared to the immeasurably large dragon body, his figure seemed to be as small as dust at this moment.

"So, if it were you, what would you do......"

The rain is intertwined, and the storm is raging.

Standing in the midst of this storm, Chen An muttered softly.

(End of chapter)